[Intro: Elias]

[Collar John]
Cats back to back, with the sawed off
Stick in your pocket went blown off
Aware of the project on that I be on, lucid
Sleeping on the Blockchain trip, truly
Gotta play it through ain’t no skip
Stuck in the trap that you crapped with
Shits all cast, those facts twist Loose
Red, black choose

[FanningSystems]
Shoot though the traffic, glah (brbrbbrbrbrbbrb)
Mash in my cutty, stay past the law
Serving you grammies in plastic cups
And that's past the dot
And I'm past the bar
Singing the blues, driving real fast
Laughing at the way all you pussy bitches act
Make my own rules, on my own time
Letters on my face stand for motherfucking shine

[Collar John]
Running it back on cue
Y'all frontin, past due
More spread, less Q
Mad cunning, while you stuck in the past
Sound real classic
Anyone else gon sound real plastic
Melt yourself mold live wire habits
Spec's not left, y'all hold blue tablets
[Doni]
I've been losing homies like fucks to give
And they go
Blunted upper lips a Soloistic prose
Fucking with the vision, bruh ya gotta go
And ya running with no head
My mind is made of gold
I'm writing in my own novel
Dime sack hidden in my pocket
Grew from dope in socks
Seeds up in my garden
Lungs are filled with squares
And sparking often

[Collar John]
Ain't no going back no sir (no sir)
Phone on, 30 rack goes up (goes up)
Dish out till the count goes up (goes up)
No time for the past no sir (no sir)
Ain't no going back no sir (no sir)
Phone on, 30 rack goes up (goes up)
Dish out till the count goes up (goes up)
No time for the past no sir (no sir)
No time for the past no sir (no sir)

[Outro: Bon Jenn]
Gonna fucking be flying on yachts, and flying in jets and shit
Cause we're getting in early motherfucker
We're getting this fucking cash, we're getting this fucking cream bro!
Like hop on dude, this is the hottest, cheapest fucking ne--
Do you like fucking working?!
Do you like fucking working for the man, dude?
Do you like waking-- waiting tables and shit?
Making fucking 14 dollars for seven hours of work bro?
I don't like doing that shit homie!
I'm tryna get out of that shit bro!
I'm tryna b--
I'm tryna walk into fucking Burberry or wherever the fuck
And buy my girl some nice shoes without even looking at the price bro!
Like, if you like you working for the man, dude
If you like working for fucking...
Mark down the street
By all means, bro, do your own shit
But stop fucking complaining about it bro
Sitting on fucking Instagram all day
Aw man, I wish I could be in Hawaii and shit doing this bullshit
Like look at these fucking--
Like, motherfucker!
You live in fucking Los Angeles!
Go to the fucking beach and taking a picture bro!
Like it's all fake man
If you want to do what you want to do
Do what you want to do!
What the hell's stopping you?!